I Came for the Sea

Hold fast, let the rope run true, hold fast,
I was born for the blue.
Hoist me up, let me go, salt on my sleeve—salt on my sleeve.
Hoist me up, let me go,
I came for the sea—I came for the sea.
I came for the sea.
I came for the sea.
There was rum in the hole and a drum in the dark,
A map stitched in red like a bite in the bark.